Chapter 382: Returning to the Owner

Hearing this, Jun Yuesheng finally smiled, and his warm and jade-like face faintly revealed an evil charm.

He pointed at her and turned to leave.

A few minutes after he left, a group of men came in.

Lu Bei, Lu Nan and Zhong Tang, the three of them were wearing camouflage uniforms, and the oil paint on their faces was still there, and they came to see her together.

Seeing that she was fine, the three of them were relieved.

"Xu Sanshao, you are too uninteresting!" Lu Bei couldn't help but complain, "As soon as you came up, you took my army, what is the origin of your group of scouts, so well hidden?" ”

"Aren't they all from your dragon clan?" Xu Yi leaned on the head of the bed, saw Zhong Tang take out a pack of cigarettes, and raised his hand to signal for her.

Zhong Tang shook his head and refused: "Boss, Lao Jun has instructed you not to touch alcohol and cigarettes recently, so you should bear with it first and smoke it when the injury is healed!" ”

Xu Yi glanced at him and continued to say to Lu Bei: "The people recommended by Bai Yang, those are talents, and they should be reused." ”

"No problem, you ask Poplar to pass their information to me, and I'll arrange it." Talents naturally need to be reused, which is also the most important one in Xu Sanshao's reform.

The three men sat in the bedroom for a while, and when Zhong Tang finished smoking a cigarette, the three of them left one after another.

Lu Nan was the last to leave, but he never made a sound, only leaning quietly on the sofa.

He folded his arms around his chest, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, his eyes were bright, and when the two of them went out, he walked to the bed in a deep way.

"By the way, I forgot one thing, I only remembered it in the past few days......" he pulled a dagger from his waist and handed it to her.

Xu Yi frowned, and when he saw the dagger clearly, he was stunned-

"It's ...... My dagger!? She took it and stared at the word "Xu" engraved on the handle of the dagger, and instantly memories flooded into her mind.

From the night when the dagger was lost, the Zhixu family was framed and defeated, and scene by scene was like a movie replaying in my mind.

Anger, pain, hatred...... Once again, the emotions of those experiences are intertwined in the depths of my heart.

"Did you give me this dagger in the hope that I would be reminded of all the despicable methods done by the Prison Clan?" She said coldly, her eyes glowing with a faint bloodshot, and her pursed lips proclaimed her forbearance.

"With your character, you will definitely hate the prison clan, but what you hate the most should be the president, this dagger is returned to you, and it is also a reminder to take care of yourself, and you will take revenge in the future!" When Fang was waiting at the door, Lu Nan asked Lu Bei about this time.

A lot of things happened when he was away, and I heard that Xu Sanshao didn't care about his body at all, and he still insisted on working despite stomach problems.

Not to mention people who know her, even outsiders will feel distressed.

Give her this dagger, firstly, to return the thing to its original owner, and secondly, to hope that she will see the dagger, and always remind herself that there is still revenge to be avenged, and she must ensure that she is healthy!

"Hmph." Xu Yi smiled, her expression was cold, she raised her eyes to look at the man, "If I remember correctly, this dagger is in the hands of the He National Police-Cha, it is physical evidence, how did you get it?" ”

It seems that Lu Nan not only hides his identity in Heguo very deeply, but also has a good connection, and it is not easy to get a dagger from the police station.

"I have my own way." He put one hand in his pocket and smiled at her, the green oil paint on Sven's face set off the facial features more three-dimensional, "Okay, you have a good rest, I'll go first." ”

He waved his hand and spun away.

Xu Yi stared at the dagger in his hand, sat still for a long time, and rubbed his fingertips on the handwriting on the handle.